Argument

Be easy, speak easy, breathe easy
Don't do that
Thing where you bite your lip
And screw your eyes up just so
Hurts to take me in
Kills to leave me out
And it's cold, you know this
Knew this and you blew it
When
You had your chance
So go
But there's still so much air left here
For breathing
No arguing
Loud and clear, they'll hear

This glass breaking on its solid

Stand
Pedestaled up too high, dripping jewels in penurious dejection
Over and over and over again
And it's spent
So what

Then